The Take Over, The Break's Over - One Shot
Title: The Take Over, The Break’s Over
Chapters: one shot
Genre: Band Fic, -probably- half-fluff?
Ratings: PG-15
Pairings/Characters: ToraXAoi
Disclaimer: we dont own them
Synopsis: Tora said "give me your best punch on my face Aoi" he challenged the older boy, smirking "and you'll see the impact of it soon"
Author Comment:
akichuu : this is the first time I've ever been involved in a RP, but it turned out to be interesting. If you think that the ending is way too much of a cliffhanger, blame my partner for that. XDDD
acu_saree : my first RP fic. This fic is start when we’re chat about Aoi’s temper. And we’re done with this fic in a hour?? If you think the story is too cliffhanger, just give us a reason why we have to continue this fic…
When Aoi lost his composure and cursed alot bout his band member on his living room and Tora just watching him -inhaling his cigarette and observing Aoi like tiger preying his prey- wonder why Aoi looks so damn sexy even when he's angry.
Tora just had to watch because it was always amusing, the way Aoi's brows would knit together in anger, the way his face was all red and the way his veins poked out through his skin...
The younger man keeps his eyes on TV. But no, not really, he's watching Aoi from the corner of his eyes. Adoring every movement Aoi made whether its pout, sulk, chewing lip ring or even said a loud 'fuck'. The older man has to realized that he's been watching by tiger.
Aoi faltered none but a fraction bit; realizing completely as those eyes wandered over him. He hated to be weak and would not prefer to be conquered by others, but those tiger eyes had some sort of power he could not turn away from. Be it he was the most stern and feared person in the circle of his band mate, but here, under Tora's gaze, he became a puddle of embarrassing mud, sloppy under Tora's feet.
Tora smile is almost unseen as the older man threw his face to TV; refuse to meet a predatory eye of the sitting man. 'You know it don’t you?' Tora thought. Again, he inhaling his cigarette and this time he fix his eyes to Aoi figure -eyes tracing from toe to hair- in a strange way Aoi could think of.
When Aoi had enough -he wouldn't want to start shouting for no obvious reasons now, for that was what his conscience was telling him to- he shifted, killed the flicker on his cigarette against the ash tray. "Know what, you prick?" he bit out, not giving a glance to Tora even as he spoke, "Don't start bugging me now, I don't want to have to punch you on your face." There was a part of him that was sorry he just said what he had said, but the other part of him thought it was only better to act tough.
'So he could read what I think about and he angry to me now' Tora smile silently, get amuse by Aoi threat. Wordlessly, Tora put his half-ruin cigarette to ash tray then placed himself next to Aoi. In a stable tone yet mischievous, Tora said "give me your best punch on my face Aoi" he challenged the older boy, smirking "and you'll see the impact of it soon"
Aoi froze at that, wasn't expecting his threat would pounce right back on him. Some jokes he could ignore and let pass, but this was a direct challenge, and he knew, when Tora gave him that look... It was anything BUT a joke. He meant it. Aoi's rage was in control at the moment, and he was afraid, if he let this on, he couldn't stop himself from hurting Tora - seriously. Even if it was in the most tempting sexual way - as how those eyes were obviously suggesting him.
'Why he's so quite now. does he know what I want?' Tora asked to himself. A hand snake around Aoi's shoulder and force Aoi's body to turn to him so he could see Aoi in the eye. Still with his goddamn low yet demanding voice, Tora said "...abandon your plan, hmm?"
Aoi shot his eyes wide open at the gesture, And God how he swore he was holding back not to scream it right then and there: "FUCK!!" Because he was on his edge, and whatever had gotten to his nerves the whole day had not stopped nagging on his brain, so it wasn't impossible he could just take that arrogant face into his hold and give him hell. Aoi knew Tora, though, oh yes, he knew this man and when Tora smirked like that... It was his loss if he started compelling to what Tora asked for...
The younger man snapped a little as Aoi's screamin loud. Not because of the other short temper or anything but the voice is come out in a sudden and Tora doesn’t prepare for that. From what Aoi's screamed for, Tora's smile widened "...you just said what I plan, Aoi-shi"
His rage was no longer tempted now, it was put to the trial, as suddenly Tora's strong hands gripped him hard on his arms. The cushions greeted his back rather-un-friendly, and Tora's lips greeted his with the eagerness he had never expected. His mind had time to argue: it wasn't proper and just when he was supposed to be sorting his mess out, He had to face Tora like this. But Tora's kiss was something he could never pull back from. It was something he could only go along with... It was something he craved for...
THE END?
PS: the title took from Fall Out Boy song. Since we’re not sure of what the genre and the rating, could someone categorize what genre and rating this fic is??
Chapters: one shot
Genre: Band Fic, -probably- half-fluff?
Ratings: PG-15
Pairings/Characters: ToraXAoi
Disclaimer: we dont own them
Synopsis: Tora said "give me your best punch on my face Aoi" he challenged the older boy, smirking "and you'll see the impact of it soon"
Author Comment:
akichuu : this is the first time I've ever been involved in a RP, but it turned out to be interesting. If you think that the ending is way too much of a cliffhanger, blame my partner for that. XDDD
acu_saree : my first RP fic. This fic is start when we’re chat about Aoi’s temper. And we’re done with this fic in a hour?? If you think the story is too cliffhanger, just give us a reason why we have to continue this fic…
When Aoi lost his composure and cursed alot bout his band member on his living room and Tora just watching him -inhaling his cigarette and observing Aoi like tiger preying his prey- wonder why Aoi looks so damn sexy even when he's angry.
Tora just had to watch because it was always amusing, the way Aoi's brows would knit together in anger, the way his face was all red and the way his veins poked out through his skin...
The younger man keeps his eyes on TV. But no, not really, he's watching Aoi from the corner of his eyes. Adoring every movement Aoi made whether its pout, sulk, chewing lip ring or even said a loud 'fuck'. The older man has to realized that he's been watching by tiger.
Aoi faltered none but a fraction bit; realizing completely as those eyes wandered over him. He hated to be weak and would not prefer to be conquered by others, but those tiger eyes had some sort of power he could not turn away from. Be it he was the most stern and feared person in the circle of his band mate, but here, under Tora's gaze, he became a puddle of embarrassing mud, sloppy under Tora's feet.
Tora smile is almost unseen as the older man threw his face to TV; refuse to meet a predatory eye of the sitting man. 'You know it don’t you?' Tora thought. Again, he inhaling his cigarette and this time he fix his eyes to Aoi figure -eyes tracing from toe to hair- in a strange way Aoi could think of.
When Aoi had enough -he wouldn't want to start shouting for no obvious reasons now, for that was what his conscience was telling him to- he shifted, killed the flicker on his cigarette against the ash tray. "Know what, you prick?" he bit out, not giving a glance to Tora even as he spoke, "Don't start bugging me now, I don't want to have to punch you on your face." There was a part of him that was sorry he just said what he had said, but the other part of him thought it was only better to act tough.
'So he could read what I think about and he angry to me now' Tora smile silently, get amuse by Aoi threat. Wordlessly, Tora put his half-ruin cigarette to ash tray then placed himself next to Aoi. In a stable tone yet mischievous, Tora said "give me your best punch on my face Aoi" he challenged the older boy, smirking "and you'll see the impact of it soon"
Aoi froze at that, wasn't expecting his threat would pounce right back on him. Some jokes he could ignore and let pass, but this was a direct challenge, and he knew, when Tora gave him that look... It was anything BUT a joke. He meant it. Aoi's rage was in control at the moment, and he was afraid, if he let this on, he couldn't stop himself from hurting Tora - seriously. Even if it was in the most tempting sexual way - as how those eyes were obviously suggesting him.
'Why he's so quite now. does he know what I want?' Tora asked to himself. A hand snake around Aoi's shoulder and force Aoi's body to turn to him so he could see Aoi in the eye. Still with his goddamn low yet demanding voice, Tora said "...abandon your plan, hmm?"
Aoi shot his eyes wide open at the gesture, And God how he swore he was holding back not to scream it right then and there: "FUCK!!" Because he was on his edge, and whatever had gotten to his nerves the whole day had not stopped nagging on his brain, so it wasn't impossible he could just take that arrogant face into his hold and give him hell. Aoi knew Tora, though, oh yes, he knew this man and when Tora smirked like that... It was his loss if he started compelling to what Tora asked for...
The younger man snapped a little as Aoi's screamin loud. Not because of the other short temper or anything but the voice is come out in a sudden and Tora doesn’t prepare for that. From what Aoi's screamed for, Tora's smile widened "...you just said what I plan, Aoi-shi"
His rage was no longer tempted now, it was put to the trial, as suddenly Tora's strong hands gripped him hard on his arms. The cushions greeted his back rather-un-friendly, and Tora's lips greeted his with the eagerness he had never expected. His mind had time to argue: it wasn't proper and just when he was supposed to be sorting his mess out, He had to face Tora like this. But Tora's kiss was something he could never pull back from. It was something he could only go along with... It was something he craved for...
THE END?
PS: the title took from Fall Out Boy song. Since we’re not sure of what the genre and the rating, could someone categorize what genre and rating this fic is??